Chapter: 1735

"By the way, you know about Yunyun being hanged by the Su family some time ago, right?

Everyone said that she belonged to you before, but you didn't make a move at all? "

Fu Yechuan calmly took a puff of his cigarette, then extinguished it in the ashtray in front of him.

The right finger bones are distinct, slender and powerful.

"She's not mine. She's Xu Anji's. Xu Anji is wise to protect himself, and I won't take the initiative to jump into a pit."

Fu Yechuan's rambunctious voice carried a trace of unruly.

It seems that this Yunyun has long been forgotten.

...

Su Nan was halfway there before remembering to call Shang Qian.

But Shang Qian's phone was busy and he couldn't get through.

No way, she led the people over directly.

The house under Fu Yechuan's name was located in an ordinary residential area. It was unremarkable and even a little old.

This is simply the most dilapidated house in Fu Yechuan's life.

He was probably too embarrassed to say it.

Su Nan led the people downstairs and saw other people looking around.

The leader is Shang Qian.

When Shang Qian saw her, his eyes trembled slightly.

Su Nan rushed up to meet her, "It's on the thirteenth floor, let's go quickly."

Shang Qian nodded and hurriedly let people in.

Now I don't care about other people's eyes.

The people brought by Su Nan are trying their best to tell the onlookers not to take pictures, they are acting!

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he heard Little Mike's loud voice coming from inside.

"Help me, I'm beating someone, Uncle Police, help me!"

Su Nan was anxious and wanted to rush in.

Shang Qian quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"There are people inside, don't rush in."

If she lost a hair here, he would be so distressed that he would die.

Someone behind knocked on the door.

Keep knocking.

The person pretending to be dead inside finally couldn't help being irritable.